After leaving Dimple I thought of giving a surprise visit to Amit. So with this thought I went to Amit”s home and knocked at his door. Mamta opened ...he door. She welcomed me inside. I went in and sat on the sofa in the drawingroom. Standing at the door before closing Mamta asked me ” Where is Dimple'” I said that I have come alone. She closed the door, came and sat in front of me. I asked Mamta” where is Amit”. She said that he has gone out of station and will come after a week. I got up and. Yes, she thought, thinking of a lovely young thing wiping her sweet cheeks even now, wishing she could tongue clean her as a toilet servant should, but at least her precious food isn't wasted. Finally, rinsing out her mouth with her golden bladderfull, she took the clamps off and dressed, as only two girls remained. She bade goodbye even as the punkerish girl was gulping a hot thick load joyously from the pipe. Outside, she was uncertain. 'Emergency only,' she vowed, knowing that could be. "Let them get some good shots of you, Charlene.Or Fifi. Let's go with Fifi for now. Ask those boys nicely to pleasetake some more pictures."Feeling helpless, he faced the pair and smiled weakly. "Could you...please... take more pictures... of me?" Sure, Sweet Cheeks," said the first one. "Turn sideways and stick outyour butt."After he did that, hating every second of it, the other ordered, "Now getcloser to us, suck your thumb and... mmmm... I know... tug your earlobe."Doing what he had. “If I’m honest, it has been going on since he was very young, only eight or nine years old. It started when he began to dress in our mother’s clothes, and then hold tea parties with my dolls while dressed in mother’s lingerie. As he got older he began to steal my panties and bras, trying to rotate a few pair out at a time so I wouldn’t notice, and if our parents hadn’t died a few months ago I probably never would have noticed.”“And what happened for you to notice his stealing of your panties.